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Visions, sights and Omens

I believe that once you have immersed yourself in the cosmic energy and have managed to develop, even for a short while, a connect with the higher source then it continues to speak to you through your subconscious. For instance, I have never been able to understand how it is that the realisation of all bigger truths have occurred to me between 1.30 am and 2.30 am when I am sitting on my bed with my blanket or quilt wrapped around me and always, through a conversation with myself. Before you start laughing, I have been talking aloud to myself since childhood and find it greatly therapeutic.

Even before I read about the ill-effects of oversleeping in a copy of the Manusmriti, I had known that some of my most bizzare dreams have been well after waking hours. Normally when I fall into the habit of sleeping only after daybreak these dreams/nightmares find their way into my sleep-ridden mind and wake me up with a start in the early hours of the afternoon. Today's nightmare was no different. Despite having slept soundly for six straight hours, I found myself compulsively lethargic mainly owing to lack of need for activity and the habit of moving around in so early in the day. It started with a strange sense of negativity filling me from inside. I found myself worrying about colleagues, workplace, friends and life in general... after about half an hour of shouting to myself in my room, I felt lighter and tried to reason my strange behaviour and the negative flow of thoughts. Since I found no answer, I stepped out of bed to wash my face. It calmed me down instantly. I got back into bed and soon fell asleep again.

The dream was strange right from the start. I was travelling with an unknown woman to an unknown house at the other end of a water body, like a pond. I think I was trying to get the girl to her hostel which lay on the other side. The only way to cross the water body was to balance on some rocks jutting out, sometimes steeply from the pond. Somehow, I felt awkward as if my mind was telling me that I knew the way well and had often crossed the stretch without much of a hassle, but this time it was different. I was being very careful. Suddenly a short, dishevelled man appeared from behind us. I seemed to be familiar with him but his presence at that time made me feel uncanny. He kept talking a lot of nonsense. At one particular point, when I was carefully making my way down a steep face of a rock across a deep part of the pond to a flatter rock to my left, I could sense him standing behind me, at the head of the steep rock. He wasn't threatening but I was scared. The other girl had moved ahead and was waiting for me on the flat rock. I was slowly making my way down the steep face (I was wearing a white salwar kameez and a bit of heels). The man sudeenly said something that made me turn to look at him, just as I did so, he jumped head first into the water and disappeared. I woke up right there with a start. I knew instantly that it was an omen of death. Somebody had died and had crossed my state of unconscious, for some reason.

Reality bit me hard, a few minutes later when I received a call from my boss saying a colleague's father had untimely passed away. After I put the phone down, I found my heart racing. It wasn't over. The nightmare continued through the day at work till the news of another colleague's cousin arrived. She died of a drug overdose. I haven't understood why the omens spoke to me about these two incidents of the day or what connection I had with either of them. But then again, I have just started this quest and it will be days before I can figure this out. Till then, I offer my prayers that the two departed souls find peace and that the ones they have left nbehind find the strength to move on.

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